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I'm so sorry I haven't been on in FOREVER, but I've just been so busy. I started school in September, and I joined the Drama Club. My rehearsal hours were crazy, but our performances were really good. Hopefully now that I don't have as much going on I can come back on more!

What is an "Independent" Religion? I get this question all the time. Well, and independent religion is basically you don't believe in any one religion or it's set standards and rules. With an independent religion, you believe in whatever comes most natural to you. For example, with me, I dont fully believe in any one religion. I believe simply in the spirituality and spiritual aspects of life. I know, sounds strange. But here's the thing; I don't believe in God, Jesus Christ, Buddha, etc....

Black Hole of Misery:
I'm tired of pretending. I'm really sad inside. I want to feel happy, but I can't. Ever since He left, my depression has been horrible. I feel so numb inside when it comes to happiness. It makes me feel terrible because Kristen (my girlfriend) says she really loves me, and I can't love her as much as she wants me to. I don't know if I can ever love again. I want to love her, I really do, but I can't. I can't love anyone. Sometimes I wonder why I can't love, and then I...

I realized that maybe the reason not a lot of people read my blog is because they don't know a lot about me. Well, I don't open up easily, but I figured I'd give it a try.
My name is Lexi, I'm 15 years old, I was born in Florida, USA. My parents didn't get along very well because my dad was a drunk, smoking stoner. They fought all the time, and it became routine for me to hear my father beat my mother at night. Then, when I was three years old, my father decided to give me bath and while the...

I've been depressed for as long as I can remember. They've tried meds, but the meds only work so much. I used to self-harm by cutting and scratching myself, but I'm proud to say I've mostly recovered from that. I have great friends who I talk to when I feel suicidal, and they help me out of it. But it seems everything always gets disrupted by my depression. I'll be doing something really fun, then all of sudden get so sad, and I just want to curl up in a ball and cry. But when I was young, my father...